Idle dreams
Come, come now, let’s be honest about this
What are the powers we wish to attain
Given that our Self is love, light and bliss
Yet whilst on earth we measure loss and gain
What about the gift of bilocation
Overcoming limitation of space
Free to travel to any location
Instantly of course, as God’s boon of grace
To live forever in body youthful
Comforted by destiny that is kind
But it’s heart not form that is beautiful
And what about friends who’ll leave us behind
Beyond space-time, our true Self is complete ~
What’s there to ask for when we’re bliss replete
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